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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
8 b& | N! h DLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
+ g- q1 ?, c6 v9 ^) }* \1 _Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
5 U1 K. F: s/ m$ }# ~: V2 F( TCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ! i0 M0 p- Q& J- i/ w4 L5 U
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,8 G5 c$ `: q5 w! W$ R
How you suffered for you sanity,
( K9 |; n4 _1 ]; m$ m ]How you tried to set them free,
+ {. y* t) ?/ [They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 m7 h' Z, q+ H- l
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 6 F* C$ i6 E% k4 W/ _! Z$ S% B$ t! R
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % E1 O4 [# x$ V$ m
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 0 A3 X! C. m' P
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. - v5 r; l/ O7 ^) A% I9 W
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
8 S! ~1 g) S E* \( dAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 i! M# d% P% r$ }" eYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
/ W$ W5 \1 C4 ~3 rBut I could have told you, Vincent,
& [! w1 \6 _- ]+ N9 N# sThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 5 k! V! G: ^- _/ C3 ^
) B2 ^) O( _7 l }Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 t9 n9 w6 u [7 AFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 9 {% k5 k; `, H6 E4 n) E; S# l
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ' Y& z: v+ w- j; ?2 u
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% n% ~/ k8 n, y0 k0 X6 lHow you suffered for you sanity,1 f7 \8 s. h% [! V
How you tried to set them free, 8 h# i' `4 G! p2 f# z" o/ a
They would not listen they're not listening still, 9 |1 P4 C" G7 D N- g C
Perhaps they never will. |
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